Out Of Sight Video (MV)

Young kid on the block, name's J, just sixteen
No father at home, only momma's routine
She's workin' two jobs, just tryin' to survive
So J hit the streets, where the money's alive
Trapped in the hustle, selling dreams for the cash
But deep inside, he knows this life won't last
Every day's a gamble, livin' on the edge
Dodging bullets and cops, life's a razor's edge
But he's got a little sister, who looks up with hope
So he grinds through the pain, just tryin' to cope
Then there's Mia, she's got dreams to escape
Straight-A student, but the world's full of hate
Scholarships lined up, a future so bright
But the streets whisper lies in the dead of the night
Brothers in the gang, momma's strung out
Pressure from the hood, tryin' to pull her down south
Everywhere she turns, there's a fork in the road
Stay true to herself or carry the load
But she's fighting every day, with hope in her eyes
Knows there's more to life than these city skies
In the streets, where the streets run cold
Young lives lost, stories untold
Survival's the game, but the rules ain't fair
Every day's a battle, just breathing the air
Different faces, different fights
Tryin' to find the light in the endless nights
Next is Tre, he's seen too much
Lost his pops to the streets, now life's out of touch
Older brother's locked up, caught in the trap
Mom's barely holding on, like a rubber band snap
But Tre's got a heart, big as the sun
Lookin' out for his sis, even though he's the young one
Stealing food from the store, just to make it through
But he's dreaming of a life where the skies are blue
Knows he's gotta make it, can't end up the same
So he keeps pushing forward, tryin' to win the game
In the streets, where the streets run cold,
Young lives lost, stories untold
Survival's the game, but the rules ain't fair
Every day's a battle, just breathin the air
Different faces, different fights
Tryin' to find the light in the endless nights
Finally, there's Q, with a mind so sharp
But anger runs deep, leaves a mark on his heart
Father's a ghost, never knew his name
Momma's new man, always playin' that blame game
Q's sick of the bullshit, tired of the lies
So he's runnin' with a crew, where respect's the prize
But deep down he knows, this ain't the way
But the rage inside keeps the light at bay
He's got the brains to rise, leave it all behind
But the streets keep calling, f*cking with his mind
In the streets, where the streets run cold
Young lives lost, stories untold
Survival's the game, but the rules ain't fair
Every day's a battle, just breathing the air
Different faces, different fights
Tryin' to find the light in the endless nights
These are the stories of the young and the brave
Fighting for a future, trying to be saved
Different paths, but the struggle's the same
In the streets, survival's the name of the game